Our stances speak

Our Stances Speak
The silence is aching,
my veins are shaking,
the world is not making,
a single sound.
Will I ever be found?
The kings and queens crowned,
never knew of living,
you were never forgiving.
I want the walls to burn,
I'm walking with no concern,
my heart is beating,
my glance is fleeting,
on the surrounding land.
I don't want your hand.
I'll find my way,
I'm trying so hard to convey,
that people die everyday,
what will mean of your decay?
Life is nothing of a play,
when the curtains fall,
people will only recall,
of the life that has passed.
Perhaps purpose and meaning,
have never been understood,
our stances speak as if it would,
in our short lives.
These are where the songs thrive,
as we all find a way to survive.
We are all just as blind,
definition of mankind,
What will be left to remind,
what will be left for one to find,
that will show your bind,
you will leave in this world.
The silence is aching,
my veins are shaking,
the world is not making,
a single sound.
 

by: Maya Bianca

Author's Note

This was written on 1/29/09, by me, while listening to the song 'Our Hell' by Emily Haines.
Why you needed to know that, I have no idea. Haha. :)
Enjoy!

Reviews

[Brjden (Bridge-Den) Cre..]

Very good wordplay! Your style is contemporary and classic here! Good write......

[Crazy Cat Man]

wonderful wordplay. its even fun to say it out loud. great job

[nostal]

I definitely enjoyed it.

[Bella]

"The kings and queens crowned,
never knew of living,
you were never forgiving.
I want the walls to burn,
I'm walking with no concern,
my heart is beating,
my glance is fleeting,
on the surrounding land."

My favorite part. Great write!

[Fallen Angel]

I really liked this. It was entertaining, and I enjoyed reading it.